The Heart System Chapter 777

The same quest UI appeared in front of me again.

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- Quest Available

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- Title: One after Another

- Task: Fuck Ivy.

- Reward: 1500 EXP, 50 DC

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Time Limit: 13m

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- Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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So... fucking Ivy right now would give me that much EXP and dungeon coins? I couldn’t possibly refuse that. I knew it would be risky and all. And she wouldn’t even probably be in the mood but... guess I had to try, no?

I turned around and knocked on the door. A few seconds later, Ivy opened it. She looked me up and down, eyebrows raised.

"Oh, Evan? You’re... a mess. Fix your t-shirt, dude."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry." I quickly adjusted it.

"Come in," she said, stepping aside.

"Thanks."

As I walked inside I could still hear the water running in the background. Delilah was really in the shower. And Ivy had no idea that her friend had just fucked her mother minutes before she arrived.

The moment she turned to walk toward the living room, I grabbed her from behind. I took her arm and pulled her back against me, then leaned in and kissed her.

Ivy kissed me back for a second, then suddenly broke it and took a step away.

"The hell are you doing, dude? What if Mom gets out?"

"I came here because of you, Ivy," I said. "I... I’m sorry, but I can’t hold myself back."

I kissed her again. This time I wrapped my arms around her and grabbed her ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

"You horny idiot, let me go," she said, though there was a small chuckle in her voice. She shook her head. "We can’t. Mom is in the shower and she’ll get out soon."

"Ah... right, right. Okay."

Even though I wanted to complete the quest, I couldn’t just force her. Internally disappointed, I gave her a warm smile and rubbed the back of my head. Ivy looked me over, biting her lower lip for a moment, then shook her head again.

"You’re crazy," she said. "I swear. I didn’t know you were such a risk-taker."

"Yeah, well. Sometimes I can be."

Or when the system forced me... well, the system didn’t necessarily forced me, but still. How could I refuse that quest, knowing I’d get that much amount of experience points?

Ivy sat down on the double couch. That’s when I noticed a small corner of the cum-stained blanket peeking out from underneath. I quickly placed my foot over it and sat down beside her, making sure it stayed hidden.

"So... it’s good that you came," she said after a moment. "I wanted to talk with you anyway."

"Okay... about what?"

That sounded serious, and I didn’t like the sound of it.

"Well, about us." She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her thighs. "I... well, we’re not exactly a couple. And we’re not exactly... like friends, right?"

"I mean... uh... yeah, I guess..."

"But I like your company," she continued. "And you like mine... right?"

"Of course."

"And Nala is definitely, one hundred percent okay with this without a shadow of a doubt? I don’t wanna be a home-wrecker, Evan."

"She is. I can arrange a meeting if you want," I said. "You’ll see."

"Okay." She nodded. "So we’re... not a couple, not friends, so we’re... like, two people that just... having fun?"

"Why label it?" I asked, leaning back with a small smile.

"Well, I want to label it," she said. "But... ugh, whatever. This is complicated, Evan. I still can’t believe we fucked on that bench. Outside!"

"It was fun though."

"Like, you were super hard for your own friend, dude." She exhaled, crossing her arms. "Throbbing like crazy! I didn’t know you were that much into me."

"Now you know," I chuckled. "And hey, you were wet too."

"No, it was raining. I wasn’t."

"Uh-uh. Keep telling yourself that."

"Shuuuuut uuup."

"Nope."

"Shuuut. Uuup."

"Funny."

Well, this was kind of an awkward conversation. Ivy was so persistent about putting a label on our relationship, and I really wasn’t happy about it. Still, I had to make this work because, just like me, this was Ivy’s first relationship like this. I couldn’t really blame her. She knew I was going out with Nala, or rather, she thought I was only going out with Nala. She had no idea about the other girls I was sleeping with.

Man, I hated lying to her like that, but what choice did I have? When I first told Delilah about my situation with the other girls, she got upset and stopped talking to me. Somehow, after speaking with Jasmine and the others, she changed her mind.

"So, why did you come here?" Ivy asked, crossing her legs. "To have sex with me or something?"

"No, not really. Well, maybe a little." I chuckled. "I just missed you, that’s all."

She smiled awkwardly. "Oh. Well... I missed you too."

"There you go. That sounded much better."

She rolled her eyes at me and got to her feet. "Want some tea?"

"Sure."

Ivy walked into the kitchen, and I took the opportunity to crouch down and shove the blanket farther underneath the couch. She must have heard me because she glanced over her shoulder, so I quickly pretended I was looking for something on the floor.

"You’re dressed," I said, standing back up. "Were you heading somewhere?"

"I was." She opened the cupboard and grabbed two mugs. "The girls bailed on me, so I came back home."

"Hmm. Their loss."

"Yes, sir. Their loss." She smiled, then rubbed the back of her head. "Guess I’m lucky, though. I was kinda hungry anyway."

"Hmm."

"What about you?" she asked, looking back at me. "You look exhausted. Your hair’s a mess, so as your clothes."

I smiled and rubbed the back of my head. "Yeah. It’s been a rough day."

"A rough day, huh?" she said with a small nod as she reached for the tea bags. "Trust me, I know how those feel."

"Yeah," I muttered, leaning against the kitchen doorway. "I guess you do."

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